She has no desire for high office, yet rules the Western Regions and commands countless followers of her faith;
Innocent and naive, yet bloodthirsty and murderous, often sunk in a dark, inscrutable mood;
Hatred entwines with conspiracy, and the realm is shaken time and again.
I don't care. One glance was all it took. For this lifetime, I want only her.
I've been working on this story for years. Lately I've been in a foul mood, so I'm posting it as an outlet and to fulfill a wish. I have a knot in my heart, so I won't abandon it.
But updates will depend on the weather and my mood. Also, this is my first long novel. My writing is mediocre, hardly fit for public view, and the structure is scattered, so it probably won't amount to much. I'm just writing for my own amusement. Readers are advised to proceed with caution. If you wandered in by mistake, the exit is in the upper-right corner.
That's all.
The shovel flies in front, and the readers chase after it~